Confessions of a Bad Vet

Forgive me, Heroes of Vet Med, for I have mucked up. I fell short of the gold standard, and I hereby repent. The following is my confession.

Vaccines were given—six weeks overdue—
to a poodle named "Tuna"
Even while she had runny poo.

A thorough exam was truncated,
chest auscultation deferred
On a stage B2 chihuahua named "Lucifer".

I have to confess,
a ruinous apology
But...
sometimes...
I prescribe ear meds without a cytology.

Forgive me vet school professors [I wail and beat my chest]!!!
Clinics are harder than multiple choice tests!
I know you prepared me, as best as you could!
But often my best feels like it's just no good!

I've held needle caps in my mouth
And closed dog-eared incisions
What's worse than these terrible, awful decisions?
Well—
To think it I shudder with dread!
But there have been vast quantities of pred—
I've dispensed
For pets heading towards "dead".

—but not only that!

I've sent home (without cultures, which makes me psychotic)
So many, so many, soooooooooo many
Antibiotics.

I am truly sorry—and this is sincere—
I've failed to raise rise to the highest teir.

I want very much to be like you,
It makes me feel cold
Being outside of our dear standard of gold.

As an aside—
And not that it matters,
And I don't want to blame—
But it certainly feels like
Some of these clients 'round here are INSANE.

They witter, they gripe
They decline what I propose,
They TEXT WHILE I'M SPEAKING TO THEM
About the value of urine protein:creatinine ratios!

It's just that—
I feel like...
I'm still here to serve them,
So forgive me my sins
and unloose my burden.

I'm trying—I am—with all who engage me
To bring their pet's care
Into the 21st century.

But there are those who insist, no matter my persistence
On leading a simpler (and cheaper) existence.

Please know that I'm keeping my ideals intact
As I strive to fulfill my healer's contract
But I've had to give ground—on certain policies—
To help me maintain
The veterinarian-
Client-
Patient-
Relationship quality.

My apologies.